This is going to be tricky to word without me sounding like a judgemental shallow jerk, so bear with me, lol.
When I was at my highest weight, I was so self-conscious that it was disabling. Even though I wasn't even that relatively huge, I felt like a whale. I was completely withdrawn from others because I didn't want to subject them to my ugliness, lol. I looked around me and saw beautiful people all around me. Every single girl looked model thin. They all had perfect legs, perfect abs, perfect skinny mini bodies that looked perfect in every outfit. If one of these girls said they need to lose weight or complained about their chubby thighs, I'd feel angry. They had perfect bodies, what more could they want!
Well now that I'm smaller and not nearly so self conscious (still a work in progress), I'm realizing that other people don't have perfect bodies either. I'm no longer a gorilla in a crowd of Victoria Secret models. I'm a normal person among normal people. I notice that a girl has large thighs or a belly or thick ankles or something. And that's the part that sounds shallow and judgemental, but I still think these girls are beautiful women, but I just have a new perspective that allows me to see that they have flaws too. I NEVER used to see poochy tummies, thick thighs, etc.
It's not like I'm walking around thinking "ew, look at how fat her stomach is" or anything of the sort. But I'm no longer thinking "I'm so gigantic and all these girls are perfect." I just see normal people that might not necessarily have magazine-perfect bodies...they have their own flaws and their own attractive features.
I hope that makes sense and doesn't come across as too vain, lol. Anybody else notice something like this?




